My daughter comes to visit
I know it’s not for fun
She feels an obligation and
Is always on the run
She also has two grandkids
And babysits a lot
No doubt she dearly loves them
But is really in a spot
She is a sandwich filling
And is caught on either side
By kids and old folk
Without a place to hide
Am I too late to teach her
The magic word of “NO”
Can I be the nosy preacher
With only love to show?
I do hope so.
– Diana Jamieson
